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letra de let's get it started - kd4lwb

let’s get it started lyrics
[intro: kd]
skeet gang
free blizzy, b-tch
y’all know where we be
like, why n-ggas stealin’ my sh-t?
y’all know where we be
bllrt
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: kd]
don’t run, don’t trip
droppin’ the hat in this b-tch
n-ggas be sayin’ it’s up and it’s lit
like, why n-ggas stealin’ my sh-t?
big .40 kickin’, don’t wanna get hit
kenzo the makk, but the glock got a switch
if he a drilly, we takin’ that risk
he bunny hop, catchin’ bullets like vic’
where he at? go get back
n-gga, stop puttin’ my name in your tracks
with the skeets, and the makks
when you see me, you better move tact’
n-gga, stop droppin’, y’all n-ggas is wack
spin off a perc, tryna’ make me a pack
smokin’ on rah, he be havin’ me smacked
b-tch, i’m a skeet, so why would i lack?
top skeet, i’m with trap
and i’m with b’s, that’s unlimited straps
she wanna f-ck, so i hit from the back
f-ck all the opps, they gon’ die where they at
b-tch, i’m a skeet, we don’t f-ck with the hats
[?]
[?]
they ain’t outside, gotta wait until they back
[verse 2: kenzo balla]
okay now, let’s get it started
i’m percolated, and i’m lookin’ for every target
if i catch em’, then i’ma park em’
you jackin’ the opps, so we boomin’ at you
what the f-ck is these n-ggas gon’ do?
droppin’ the hat, while i’m packin’ the 2
you try to run up, i’m clappin’ at you
still in the v with the strap in my shoe
n-ggas foo, they keep rappin’ and cappin’, but they ain’t never make a move
and it’s true, i’ve been mackin’, but don’t make me put a n-gga on the news
i’m with kd, we totin’ on stacy
b-tch, i’m a demon, can’t n0body tame me
too official, they never could play me
call up my skeets, we gon’ spin on a daily
and this knocker gon’ blow like an ac
b-tch, i’m a don, wonder why they hate me
send .23 shots where his face be
and we uppin’ more chops cause we too sleaze
been on four, tryna’ catch us a whoopty
i’m flock, flock at your kufi
spin the t, tryna’ catch us like 2 gz
i just got a choppa, it got a new beam
like what? bro, dump
grab this b-tch, and throw her in the trunk
hit em’ up, then roll em’ in a blunt
if he bend through the back, i’m going through the front
we gon’ show n-ggas how to make movies
n-ggas telling, and that’s where they lose me
i’m off the drugs, it got me feelin’ moody
i’m a handyman, i keep a toolie
and i’m uptown, so my knocks out
they know chase gon’ clear the whole block out
we gon’ run down, we gon’ hop out
take him out the picture, get him cropped out
i don’t got the chop, he getting boxed out
we gon’ put in work and make em’ clock out
and you know we spinnin’ if the opps out
never did sh-t, they just dissin’ us for the clout
yo tg, who that?
send a few shots and leave him where he at
we them n-ggas really movin’ tact’
shots to his stomach, it come out his back
sending 62 shots with the makks
my body different when i’m off a flat
[?]
ebk, we gon’ leave it like that
[verse 3: tg crippy]
mr. movie maker, i’on know bout’ clips
tell the opps they can suck my d-ck
pop a perc, it got a n-gga lit
run down, blitzin’ n-ggas on they strip
ej dumpin’, flockin’ out the whip
lil g too st-rdy when he copped the grip
told my momma that this how i live
backin’ out the grip, takin’ n-ggas sh-t
i was down bad, just wanted to win
kenzo beaming, that’s really my twin
d’s on my d-ck, so i gotta move proper
and they know that i’m totin’ the knocker
can’t lack, won’t lack
first n-gga front, getting took off the map
when i’m in the v, gotta keep that strap
i ain’t tryna’ got out like y’all n-ggas in cabs
ygk, and i’m oyk, and i’m lvk, n-ggas know where i’m at
who that? he better not lack
as soon as he do, he get turned into a pack
[?]
i’ma beat up the opps that got [?]
move tact’, don’t need you to go with me
[?] myself, got the pole on my lap
doa, gbg, 06 fifth, [?], n-ggas know where i’m at
still movin’ tact’, cause i’m the trending topic
n-ggas hatin’ on me they be watchin’
kenzo gon’ flock it, if i tell him flock it
that’s my brother, i know that he ridin’
kd with me, he ride with knocks
this bl!ck gon’ bl!ck em’ if he movin’ wocky
love my n-ggas for them, i’m flockin’
[?] my brother, i’m flockin’
[?]
[?]
spin through the [?] to see where i’m flockin’ at
lotti got poked, now that boy in a pack, like
tell em’ n-ggas get back
ayo, keem, why the f-ck is you dissin’ me?
if i catch you in traffic, now you history
[outro: kd & tg crippy]
y’all know where we be
grrah-grrah, boom
n-ggas be talkin’ a whole lotta skeet
gang, gang, gang
n-ggas be talkin’ a whole lotta skeet
y’all know where we be
grrah
every opp shot, p-ssy

- kd4lwb

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